And then the Moon Made Love.
And so she was there,
Bright and beautiful,
Shining bright against the black.
From her lover, the night sky,
she bore a litter of celestial beauty,
And she carried them firm.
And so from her sprouted the stars,
And the tide,
And the translucent and pale light,
that guides through the blackest evening,
to brightest dawn.
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